T h i s Y e a r .... / E s t e A n o . .


… is about change and self-care.
Life has surprised me in different ways within the last month, from losing a loved one to finding out that I’ve been lied to, and these events made me think what am I really doing with my life? I left 2017 with a great deal of uncertainty for the future and unsolved feelings about the loss of my grandpa who passed away in late November. Ever since he passed away, it hasn’t been easy to talk about my feelings especially to my family, and rather than confronting my feelings I’ve been eating them.

This 2018 EVERYTHING will change, no more hiding behind a screen to express my feelings, no more holding on to the past, and learn how to take care and love myself. I must learn how to move on with my life and deal with my feelings and I know it won’t be easy but whoever said that everything in life was supposed to be easy. This journey that we call life is a day-to-day adventure of constantly making mistakes and trying new things. No one’s life is perfect so it’s okay to fall but the important thing is to get up again. I’m currently in that progress of getting myself up again.

Someone once told me if I want to help others I must first take care of myself and lately, it’s something I’ve been ignoring. So, this 2018 will be my year of healing spiritually from the scars that were left behind in 2017. I will no longer stand by and watch everything that I work for go to waste. I will submit myself to therapy if it’s necessary but if not, I will rely on my faith in GOD. 

“We can't be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea. Holding onto something that is good for you now, may be the very reason why you don't have something better.” 
― C. JoyBell C.

This year is also about embracing change and allowing failure in my life. One of the reasons that I haven’t progressed much in my life is because I don’t like rejection and failure. I know nobody likes rejection especially failure, but it’s something that everyone must go through to get where they need to be. I must learn to take risks even if it means failing, I don’t know the answer if I don’t ask.

I can't wait to share my progress along the way. I know this will be my year. #2018






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